March 5th, 2007

Whale fluke

It's the Bookmobile!

I was a doin' fool yesterday: I got out to get a haircut, buy groceries, get stamps, mail my latest bill once I had those stamps, see the March Fourth Marching Band, and then make a special delivery: three plastic bags' worth of books and DVDs for copperwise and tanuki_green.

'Wise, as I've reported, is healing from having a rogue body part cut out of her. Collapse ) After that, she's been convalescing as best as she can, and she's wanting entertainment so as not to go stir-crazy. So I drove to their place and delivered a bunch of stuff: handfuls of Caitlin R. Kiernan and Poppy Z. Brite novels (including Caitlin's erotica books!), the scripts for the original Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy radio episodes (plus those episodes on CD), Lenny Bruce's The Essential Lenny Bruce and his autobiography How to Talk Dirty and Influence People, comics by Dame Darcy and Brian Michael Bendis (that's probably the first time both of them have been mentioned in the same list!), some Harlan Ellison, some Stephen King, some Joe R. Lansdale...a real-grab-bag. (I was organizing books this weekend, and kept pulling books saying "Hey, maybe she'd like this...") And that doesn't even include the DVDs. That was a whole other bag: stuff like Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Cannibal! The Musical, The Iron Giant, and Some Like It Hot.

I showed up at their place, and knocked on the door about as quietly as possible (I didn't want to put the bags down, so tapping with one knuckle was about the best I could do without slamming the bags o' books into the door) which wound up being a good idea as anything much louder would've caused the many, many animals of 'Wise and Tanuki to go a little nuts. He squeezed out through the barely-opened door to pick up the bags outside, so as not to disturb the animals. I handed off the bags, then ran down to the front of the yard and brought up the phone books that had been dropped off for them, "because that's just the kind of helpful guy I am," I told him. He had me leave those on the front steps, so he can recycle them later. He also said "I can see that there will be some things I'll really like, too." He's welcome to them, too. They're bound to like at least a good portion of the stuff I left for them.
Whale fluke

More from last night

Other details from last night's show:

* The show attracted a happy crowd. I'm not sure how well I conveyed that last night, so I shall convey it now. We were all exuberant (I'm liking that word at the moment) and friendly. And the kids loved the stilt walkers dressed as poodles.

* They really acted like poodles, by the way: sniffing at us, raising their "paws" to shake hands (which some kids did, and some kids didn't), and making that satisfied throaty rumbling sound dogs make when you scratch them behind the ears. I should've scratched one of them behind the ears. ;-) And it was amazing just watching them manuever on those stilts; they were able to get really low sometimes, to get closer to kids' regular level. Wow.

* I saw some parents do a smart thing: give their kids ear protection. "It's Baby's First Earplugs!" I thought. One kid was wearing a unplugged headset as his ear protection.

* Ulterior motive for attending an all-ages show: hot mamas. Literally. Plenty of Portland's hot parents are hip enough to take their kids to March Fourth!

* What did I ponder buying as a present for birthday girl blubeagle? March Fourth Marching Band ladies' underwear.

* When the band marched out at show's end, I noticed one of the drummers had a cowbell on her drum kit. I had to say it: "I've got a fever! And the only prescription is more cowbell!"

* When the show ended, I first went to the southbound Streetcar line, and rode it to Portland State. I'd just missed the #19 bus, so instead of waiting for the next 19 I took the #9 and walked home from Milwaukie and Powell. There I was, exhausted and grinning and in possession of a balloon I'd grabbed from the show -- oh, before the concert started a bunch of balloon went into the crowd, and we were bouncing them above our heads; we got used to quite a few of those getting stepped on and popped, but I salvaged one about halfway through the show and held onto it -- and the young women sitting across from me asked me where I'd gotten it from. I got to tell them about March Fourth Marching Band and where to find them online and how it'd been a fun show at a fun place. The ladies have not yet attended the Crystal Ballroom; they had just gone to their first Saturday Market (this was the market's first weekend of the year), and were happy with the Rosie the Riveter Action Figure they'd bought. So all three of us were happy! For different reasons.
Walking

Jaunty jaunty GIP

This Post which is Gratuitously about an Icon (hey! more visuals!) is thanks to leonardpart6, who got the 100x100 image for me, and director Garth Jennings, for filming a walking milk carton in the first place (in the video for Blur's "Coffee and TV").

I walk. A lot. I've surprised people with my walks. I can even do Silly Walks if I like...
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iAm iSaid

And no one heard. At all. Not even the chair.

I asked for this icon as a joke. A joke. But there can be truth in a joke...

Yes, I've outed myself (outed? outted? Hey, my friends who've come out of the closet, what's the correct spelling? Neither looks quite right...): I've listened to a LOT of Mr. Diamond in my life.

(Again, thanks and props to leonardpart6...)
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Whale fluke

And finally, for now...

Whales are some of my favorite animals.

I've seen grey whales from boats and the shore.

I've seen a pilot whale really, really close to a beach.

I've had many recurring dreams with whales.

I went many, many times to San Diego's Sea World to watch the dolphins and orcas.

I once got to see Keiko.

I actually gasped when I first saw the banner ad for Finding Nemo with the humpback.

(You won't be surprised that I really, really like Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home.)

And taer_silveroak was kind enough to make the icon you now see.

Thank you.

(Postscript for my folks, Tarah and the other not-on-LJ people who read my journal: The way my page is set up, you won't see what I'm talking about unless you click on the individual entries. Oh, and it's easiest to get to them by clicking on the "Comment" links at the bottom right of each entry, and then using the arrows at the top of each entry to navigate to the next one or the previous one...)
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